"Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that you, Shen Long, have always been worried about the position of the head of the Qingcheng faction, so why rush to work for a while?" laughed back at Shen Long's humiliation with sharp words.

After Shen Long heard this, the anger in his heart could no longer be controlled: "At a young age, you are so cheap to speak, aren't you afraid of dying young?"

I have to say that the Shen brothers are indeed very powerful in humiliating people!

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Long quickly pulled out the purple gold sword hanging from his waist and stabbed towards Xiao without regret!

This purple gold sword is forged from rare purple gold ore, and the blood is used as cooling when forging, it can be said that this forging method is unprecedented!

Originally, this sword was worn by the deputy sect leader of the Flame Sect "Ghost Wang Can", but in the siege of the Flame Sect in the battle that year, "Ghost Wang Can" died. This purple gold sword was picked up by Shen Long, a disciple of the Qingcheng faction, at the bottom of a cliff, and Shen Long became famous and became an elder in the Qingcheng faction!

However, this purple gold sword body exudes a very special dark purple light from the tip of the sword to the hilt, which looks particularly beautiful with this faint night.

"Amitabha, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!" Suddenly, a thick voice rang out.

After Shen Long heard the voice, he quickly stopped!

"Master Jedi Chen, it's best for the Emei faction not to interfere in the affairs of my Qingcheng faction, so as not to cause some unnecessary conflicts!" Shen Long put away his sword and roared towards the dark night sky.

As the words fell, a monk-like figure stepped into the wind, and finally settled in front of Shen Long.

The person who came was the head of the Emei faction and the master of the dust!

"Senior Brother Shen hasn't seen you for a long time, but you're okay?!" Master Juechen folded his hands expressionlessly, chattering calmly.

"Master Juechen, this bad boy stopped me from arresting the murderer of my Qingcheng faction elder for no reason, I wanted to educate one or two, and I hope that the master will not stop me!" Shen Long's eyebrows were already a little murderous.

"It's just two children who have not been deeply involved in the world, and I hope that you Qingcheng Sect adults have a large number, and your subordinates will be merciful!" "The Peerless Master looked at Shen Long with kind eyes and shook his head.

"However, that white-haired boy killed my Qingcheng faction elder!I must take him away today!" Shen Long clenched the purple gold sword and said, "Could it be that our famous Absolute Dust Master also wants to get the Zhentian Sword?"

"The people of our Emei faction are already outsiders, and they don't want to compete for any fame and fortune!" Master Jiechen said: "It's just to repay a favor debt back then! Amitabha!"

"Human debts?" Shen Long sneered: "What if I have to take them away today!"

"Ah, Mi, Buddha!" Master Juechen paused word by word, and then released his internal strength, which caused a lot of qi waves behind him, which was very strong, forcing Shen Long back more than three steps!

"Okay! This account, our Qingcheng faction has written it down today!" Shen Long also gritted his teeth hatefully: "Farewell!"

After speaking, Shen Long left with the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect.

"Thank you Master for your help!" Xiang Tian saw the Qingcheng disciple leave, and hurriedly stepped forward to bow and thank him.

"No thanks, no thanks! I still have to thank you, Amitabha!" said Master Juechen.

At this time, he smiled without regrets, and stood next to Xiangtian with his head down, and kept secretly looking at the Absolute Dust Master out of the corner of his eye.

The love of father and son is always urging, the father's heart is like iron, and the son is like ashes.

Before leaving, I secretly heard my father wipe his tears, my father's heart is blood, and my son is a monument!